Early the next morning, Kyle stepped out of the house where he had been staying for the past few days. He was able to move around normally, albeit slowly, but it was enough for him in that moment.
However, before he could proceed further, he encountered a familiar face. It was a young man named Bemail, who appeared to be around the same age as him. Bemail had previously visited him with Hazel.
Bemail was taken aback as he examined Kyle from top to bottom. His height nearly matched Kyle's, but Kyle couldn't help but notice, with a quick glance, that Bemail's body was filled with densely packed, explosive muscles.
Kyle nodded as the man approached him, a smile lighting up his face, his blue eyes gleaming in the daylight.
"Oe, you can move already? I thought it would take you a while to heal since you're human."
Bemail slapped Kyle's back and flashed a mischievous smile.